Ma’s in the kitchen
Baking a loaf of bread
The smell comes to my room
While I’m lying on my bed

This’d be the time to sell the house, I get up and say
Potential buyers could become
This home’s owner today

But nobody ever listens to me,
I’m only a teen
I’m what’s left, hanging around, not ever heard it seems

It’s lonely here with them
But I make the most of the lull
Burning incense and playing album after album
Listenin’ to a combo of Cooper, Young and Tull

And then, practicing the piano - pretending I really can
I really want to master Für Elise
as well as he did -
I mean - Beethoven

But one of these days I’ll be away
Just like all the rest of them before me
My dog, Tad, will stay
For them, he’ll be much better company.